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One day you will go to Mars, and I will not. I do not mean to sound bitter, because I am not bitter. I am…
Nora thinks air and smell are one. You breathe in sweet or sour, musty or moldy or wet-dog or chicken-broth scented. You breathe out your…
Dad bit down on his cigarette as he worked a knife between the seams, the deer’s head nodding and shaking in little fits. The strips…
You kick me out of the house for the afternoon and tell me to call you when I feel scared about something. “You’re so calm,” you say. “I want to hear what you’re like in distress.”
After the colossal loss, I strayed solo, taking stabs at fun. I slashed down idiot water park slides and wandered malls filled with carousels and lingerie and pretzels. I stood where I could stand, in spaces with decorative pillars, in places that propped my body up like a doll or a taxidermied lady.
Soon after they move into the house, Bill begins finding nails on the floor. At first they’re tiny, and infrequent, so he places them in his toolbox with a mind to search for where they came from later. In no time though, he’s finding larger nails, and screws, scattered under doorways and beneath window frames.
The woman decided to be something less upsetting than a woman. She was tired of losing blood. She said: “I am going to collect teeth.”…
The other maids tuck and dream. While they pick up M&M wrappers and thongs. Dreaming when they leave what will never be enough towels, not…
Here’s how it worked: Four writers and four artists each got a five word phrase suggested by someone in the audience. They had 10 minutes…
After his mother passed, the boy who claimed he was mine became addicted to tragedy. The wifely woman said we had no choice, but I…